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NATM: The Newest Twist In History { Angel & Tajjus }

There was no stopping Jedediah from achieving his goals. That, Annie knew quite clearly. Whenever they both had to settled their differences, shooting competitions (like in the typical Western days) weren't the solution. When it came to winning over Annie, every miniaturized pioneer within the diorama knew well to not compete with her in a public duel. It was clearly declared by Jed that one night to never cross 'Little Miss Sure Shot' (even though he says so to avoid the embarrassment of his guns not being able to work).

He's kidding, right?
That was the only thought that came to Annie's mind when she noticed the incoming train coming down the tunnel in the distance.

"Hey, Blondie"

She heard a whisper coming from the giant man laying before her and Jed. Annie wasn't sure whom he was referring to, since both she and the cowboy had blonde hair, although hers was a bit darker in a light brown-blonde. However, she decided to acknowledge him, in order to prevent future hostility from Jedediah. "The name's Annie!", she responded back to him with a loud voice, so he could hear her.

"Look, Annie, stop the train, please!", he pleaded quickly to her, practically telling her to stop the nonsense. "I can't do that, sweet cheeks; I'm not the one in charge here! We only follow Jedediah", she told him before making a gesture towards Jed's direction.

"Okay, Jedediah, seriously, stop the train!", the giant man started to tell the cowboy next to her.

NATM: The Newest Twist In History { Angel & Tajjus }

Not seeing the archer eyes peering at her from the floor, Annie strolled herself to the scene before her: a tied up, giant man, lying right on the floor of the exhibit...with Jedediah on his horse before it. Shaking her head in both disapproval and distaste, the cowgirl moved herself right next to the standing horse her leader rode on, just near its head. Adjusting the black hat upon her head, her pistols sat within the holsters of her waist, and a hunting gun strapped to her back.

"Jed, what's going on?", she asked the cowboy in slight curiosity, as she stroked his horse's mane.

"Every night!", she heard the mayor of the diorama announce to the tied up night guard before him. "Year after year, one of you guards locks us up in these boxes! Well, I hereby say, sir, enough!", he declared, with the western civilians agreeing after him.

Honestly, while watching the scene before her, Annie found this as ridicule. Sure, she may have seen the large beings every time when she was asleep in her constant wax-like position during the daytime, but this was surely ridiculous for a comeback. For her and the rest of the miniature people, they were only two inches tall. How could they handle such force?

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

"Well, we don't want to be late now, do we?", the governor cut in as he took the presentation case in hand. "Come now, Elizabeth. Abigail", his daughter just kept her kind smile on. "Good day, Mister Turner", she softly said, sounding slightly disappointed to not talk to him a little longer, before following the Governor out of the mansion, and to the carriage that was waiting outside; her cousin following, Abigail gave Will a polite smile and a small wave as she passed by him.

NATM: The Newest Twist In History { Angel & Tajjus }

One job. One simple job: watch the premises of the museum as a night guard. Everything was supposed to be still. Inanimate. Dead. Maybe it was a dream; maybe he was hallucinating. Whatever the case might be, they shouldn't be moving...or breathing.

Sitting on the bench, panting in exasperation within the diorama room, Larry Daley just needed to see something that was explainable, realistic. Heck, everything he was looking at, was alive. What kind of joke was it? Being chased upon by Huns, taunted by animals, and running away from a giant, frisky T-Rex skeleton. What was next? He already lost the "instructions", and his authority for control. After having darts being fired upon by the Mayan miniature exhibit, he laid his eyes upon the now-animated old Western diorama. What he didn't know, was a female face curiously looking back him. So small she was, Larry didn't know that he was being observed.

Annie Oakley has been to many museums before being transported here. Only this time, this was the first night she was even "alive". So, getting the feel of adapting was tough around here. Even though her fellow pioneer residents were already familiar with her, including their cowboy leader, Jedediah. He's obviously been here far longer than she was, and sadly, Annie could only get background info of her surroundings through him. Not that she wasn't happy doing so, but the cowboy had his own agenda: building the so-said "iron horse". Not to mention the other diorama right next to them. She liked Jed, yes; he was like an older brother to her. But there were some things where they begin to disagree over things, like there was no need for a war, or stopping progress with the railroad.

Walking near the edge of the exhibit, Annie was about to say something, but her fellow pioneers acted first: they had Larry being tripped over with their own lassos, landing right into the exhibit.

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

"Will, how many times do I have to say for you to call me 'Elizabeth'?", she asked him in a soft tone within her voice. The younger one couldn't help, but make a small, friendly grin upon her lips at her cousin's slight tease of amusement. The governor's only daughter, Elizabeth Swann, had the physical appearance of a fine young woman; a young goddess in human form. For her, she didn't mind talking to those of low-status. She was just too kind when talking to them, not really wishing them harm, but only to wish them the best of luck, despite what her father thinks on such behavior.

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

The younger, shy girl behind the spirited woman, was Abigail Ashe; the daughter of Lord Peter Ashe in Charlestown. Her attendance to this formerly-arranged ceremony was mainly to substitute the place of her father, who told her to go, and respect the wealthy Swann family's authority. She didn't deter from her spot, though did take a few steps forward, while keeping her eyes somewhat down. "About when we first met. Do you remember?", the spirited young woman asked the blacksmith before her, not being deterred about her father's presecence.

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

Behind them, upon the stairs, a young woman with tied-up, brown-blonde hair, descended down towards them in a very careful manner, as she wore a fashionable Victorian dress that the noblewomen wore of their wealthy status.

Behind her, there was another young woman, perhaps younger, trailing behind her down the stairs, in the same fashion of dress. Except this one had long brown hair with a shade of auburn, going down to her chest, instead of being tied up like the other.

"Oh, girls, you look absolutely stunning", the governor complimented to them. The first girl smiled as soon as she saw Will. "Will, it's good to see you", she greeted in a warm manner. "I had a dream about you last night", she added, as she approached him; the other tailing behind her, looking somewhat shy in the prescence of so many people in one room.

The Nine Worlds End ("The Raven King" Sequel) { Jazz & Angel }

Bard make a slight smirk of amusement upon his face, once he noticed Loki's reaction. Amusing little lad, he was. "Land ho!l", a yell sounded from Fandral, and once it was said, Bard wasted no time in moving off the stairs.

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Some Leagues Away....

"Strange thing to come upon a longboat so far out in open waters", a merchant sailor said aloud, as he and the slightly shivering Eric were sitting in his cabin. "Just put as many leagues behind us as you can. As fast as you can", the Huntsman told him as he somewhat panted from exhaustion. "Why? What are we running from?", he asked him in utter confusion. Just before Eric could answer, one of the crew members came through the door, obviously panting from running. "Captain, a ship has been spotted", he reported. "She isn't flying any colors", he added. "Pirates!", the captain gasped out the word. "Or worse!", the Huntsman butted in, as he rushed by them, to the deck.

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In the distance, on the Dutchman,

Hades stands in complete disbelief, and anger, upon the deck, as he faced the merchant ship in the distance. Holding the cloth that Eric swapped out with the key, in his hand, the dark and powerful psychopomp fisted it in his hand, before turning around...towards his only female recruit, currently held at knifepoint by one of the more loyal crew members.

Stomping towards her, Hades held her by the neck to keep her in place, almost forcing her to look upon the ship in the distance. "You will watch this", he told her in complete disappointment.

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

In black, thunder sounded just before one came even louder. Lightning flashed until there was a singing female voice in the vicious wind.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me...

The thunder came again as the voice continued with a British flag blowing in the wind.

We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, drink up me hearties, yo ho. We pillage, we plunder, we rifle, and loot, drink up me hearties, yo ho.

This time, rain began to fall over a town which looked like a harbor.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me...

The singing faded as thunder striked once more as a pirate flag was being carried by the wind. A male voice began to narrate. It was John Silver.

Those were almost the first words she spoke to us. We remembered her name, her idea, but we did not remember the man who invented it.

The gallows appeared, as a man in shackles was forced to stand on the platform with the noose being snugged around his neck. The platform was released, forcing him to die.

Because of that man's failure, he was killed, and forgotten.

Cannon fire sounded as it dueled with another ship, causing explosions on the sea craft. The ship began to sink as its flag blew in the wind. The flag sank into the depths.

But as the years passed, an idea could still change the world. People killed in the name of it...and died defending it.

A figure of a boy floated to the surface of the water until he laid on a piece of the ship, drifting to a shore nearby.

But you cannot kiss an idea. Cannot touch it or hold it

Jamaican peasants ran to the water as they saw the figure drifting, being able to pull him ashore.

They do not feel pain or show love

Commodore Norrington and Governor Swann run over to the group as they see the unconscious boy before them. "Get a doctor!", Norrington told his lieutenant, Theodore.

But it wasn't the idea that was missed

A gold glimmer shined near them, but they didn't notice.

It was a woman. A woman that made us remember. A woman, we pirates will never forget

The story title appeared in the darkness of the screen.

A Pirate's Life For Me {Angel & Poohead}

Originally born somewhere in Haiti as Tallulah Black, "Vivienne" grew up into poverty as an only child to a single mother on the streets. When she was thirteen years old, at the time of her mother's death, Vivienne was abducted by slave traders, and was transported to an unknown island in the Bahamas, where she was tasked as a maid servant to the former pirate, Albinus, within his timber industry. As the foundation regarded on slave labor, young Vivienne befriended a lumberjack slave named Charles Vane, whom she saw as a father figure while sneaking him food rations, water, and medical treatment. One night, in her early twenties, she shot Albinus in defense, after witnessing him beat Vane nearly to death, and escaped with him to the island of New Providence, joining its growing community as pirates. There, Vivienne educated herself on the ways of being "street-smart", posing as a tavern prostitute, in order to steal high valued items from its customers. After seducing a young merchant sailor named John Silver into a one-night stand, her developed charisma stole his innocence and morality, seemingly "inspiring" him into becoming a born opportunist, a conniving liar, and a charming thief. For these new talents, she recruited Silver as quartermaster.

Despite her shady background, and fluency in English and Spanish, Tallulah Black is a beautiful, cunning, strong-willed woman, who was educated into learning life's lessons on the road by her foster father, Charles Vane, after rescuing him from the servitude of the former pirate, Albinus. In between hot-headed forcefulness and cool-minded compassion, Black is not to be underestimated, after being mentored by one of the greatest pirates in the Golden Age, growing up into a highly intelligent and ruthless buccaneer, who dreams for a better life through her loyalties to Vane. She takes advantage of a situation by wielding her fierce, unpredictable brawling prowess, as well as her charming influence, in order to manipulate certain events and people to win their trust. Her talent of testing other casualties was so great, she was able to bend the minds of John Silver and Abigail Ashe into becoming part of the pirate community. Since she is a prized key member of his crew, Tallulah finds it relatively difficult to disobey Vane's orders, and sometimes, it becomes hard for her to find freedom for herself when taking them. As she shows respect and a fondness for Vane, she's his only voice of reason, not being afraid to confront, question, or correct his authority, nor to tame the beast from within. Even though she holds a very deep regard for her captain, Tallulah has the weakness of giving other people, other than Vane, the best of intentions, be either ally or enemy. Since after learning about Vane's death, Tallulah's personality changes for the worse.